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Chapter 162 Ritual Conditions and Harvest Red Dragon Blood Armor

"Yes, the current game rules must have participants." Ximu relaxed his body and said to Eden without reservation:
"The more people participate in the game rules I set, the easier it will be for me to become a demon."

At this point, he showed a distressed expression.

"But this scale should at least allow most people in this world to participate."

"This is actually the simplest condition for you." Eden shook her head slightly, looking down at Akhtar who was resting his head on her knees, and explained in a very calm voice, "As long as the Witch of Death unseals her body, she can help you forcibly fulfill the conditions of the ceremony."

"Who knows when the goddess of death will be willing to come out." Ximu raised his hand to cover his face and looked at the ceiling with his only eye.

"Wouldn't it be terrible if she never wanted to come out?"

"With the help of the Witch of Death, you can be more successful." Eden shook his head gently and comforted the somewhat discouraged Akhtar, "Even without the help of the Witch of Death, I believe you can do it."

From her perspective, as long as Akhtar is willing to use the resources at hand, the ritual can be completed smoothly. The only difference is that it does not have the coercive nature of the Witch of Death, which requires everyone to participate in Akhtar's ritual.

"At least my ritual is quite proper." Ximu smiled and recalled the official introduction of other demon and witch rituals in the game.

"Compared to finding four men of the same gender to humiliate you for three months, or killing all the people you love with your own hands, my ritual is nothing more than spending a little more thought."

"Only abilities born from twisted wishes will require extreme rituals." Eden shook her head. As the manager of the World Tree, she naturally knew many of the conditions for completing devil rituals, but she never felt pity for others whose rituals were too outrageous.

The ritual, to some extent, is nothing more than a reflection of one's own wishes, just like the conditions for Akhtar to complete the ritual, which essentially means he just wants to play a game with everyone.

"That's true." Ximu smiled, then closed his eyes and began to rest and recover his magic power. Being hung upside down by the Tree of All-Knowing for seven days had caused his magic power to be continuously depleted, so it was natural for him to fall into a weak state.

Eden looked down at Akhtar, who was resting his head on her knees and almost falling asleep from exhaustion, and considerately took out a bottle of magic potion to replenish his magic power.

Then, he helped Akhtar up with a slightly regretful expression, and patiently drank it slowly, replenishing Akhtar's lost magic power.

After a while.

"How do you feel?" Eden looked up, gently combing the hair by her ears with her fingers, looking at Akhtar who had stood up and stretched his body.

In response, Ximu twitched his lips and said, "As expected of this potion from the All-Knowing Saint, the effect is really good."

"Then let's leave here." Eden nodded slightly and was about to take Akhtar away from the Temple of the Omniscience. She brought Akhtar to the Temple of the Omniscience for only one purpose, which was to allow Akhtar to become a devil smoothly.

Now that Akhtar has acquired the necessary knowledge to become a demon, she naturally has to take Akhtar away.

however.

"Can you give me that branch before you leave?" Ximu raised his hand and pointed at a branch not far away that was inserted into the trunk of the All-Knowing Tree. "That should be the branch of the All-Knowing Tree, right?"

"..."

Eden was silent for a moment, then she raised her hand and made a slight movement. The branches embedded in the trunk of the Tree of Omniscience trembled and turned into a stream of light that flew into her hand.

Then she wrote unknown words on the branches of the Tree of Omniscience, covering up the breath of the branches of the Tree of Omniscience.

"The branches of the Tree of All-Knowing are very precious." She handed the branches of the Tree of All-Knowing to Akhtar, with a serious look on her pretty face.

"Don't let anyone know you have it unless you have to."

"Understood." Ximu nodded seriously and took the straight branch handed to him. This branch of the Tree of Omniscience was very suitable for making weapons, but there were only a handful of people in this world who were capable of using the Tree of Omniscience to make weapons.

There are only four or five people.

"Let's go back." He stretched out his hand to Eden, and after his palms touched Eden's, light enveloped both of them.

at the same time.

In the land of art.

The country that was destroyed by war has now been completely renewed, as if the war had never happened.

I don’t know what methods the Cult of Death used.

"I still have things to deal with." Eden pulled his hand back, looked at the man opposite with one eye closed, and said softly:

"We're going to be apart for a while."

"Yeah." Ximu didn't ask any questions, but just nodded and watched Eden turn into light mist and disappear on the spot.

Then he turned his head to look at the shark girl Kashute who was coming from a distance.

"Lord Akhtar, where have you been all this time?" Shark Girl Kashut jumped up a few times and walked in front of Akhtar on the newly built house.

“A lot of big things happened during this time.”

"What's the matter?" Ximu asked calmly, and saw that Shark Girl Kashute's eyes wandered, scratched her cheek and said:
"Your friend Thor is...crazy."

"Why are you crazy?" Ximu frowned, but saw that Shark Girl was even more afraid to look into his eyes, and hesitated for a while.

"We poisoned him and made him crazy."

She twisted her fingers around her breasts.

"In order to revive the monster witch, we cooperated with Jörmungandr and dealt with Thor who was in the way."

"..." Ximu was silent for a moment, looking at the uneasy Kashuti, and sighed after a moment, "I know."

He turned his back to Kashut.

"You guys continue to act at the established pace. I still have things to deal with."

"Lord Akhtar, you are not angry, are you?!" The shark girl Kashut curled up her tail and subconsciously reached out to grab the corner of Akhtar's clothes.

In response, Ximu simply said in an overly calm voice: "I'm not angry, I just have something important to deal with."

He must be angry.

Shark girl Kashut curled the corners of her mouth, and the shark tail behind her little butt curled even tighter, thinking frantically about how to comfort Akhtar.

"Just do what you should do." Ximu pulled back the corner of his clothes that was grabbed, looked at the little mare who came over, and said calmly:

"I really have something to deal with. I'm not leaving because I'm angry."

"Yes." Shark girl Kashute pursed her lips and watched Akhtar ride on the mare and disappear into the land of art. She couldn't help but sigh, "It's better to be angry and curse a few times."

As she spoke, she disappeared into the crowd.

Shortly after she left, several pedestrians on the road also hurriedly disappeared and reported the intelligence they had seen.

At this point, anyone who is related to the Cult of Death will receive extremely high attention.

A beggar on the street could be a spy.

……

…The cold wind blows in my face.

The clouds floating in the sky left behind a trail of horse hoof prints at some point, but no living creature was seen passing by.

The reason is nothing more than that the speed is too fast.

"Partner, you seem to have changed a bit?" Ximu touched the filly's neck. He could clearly feel that the filly's strength had increased.

The little mare just snorted when she heard that, then suddenly rushed towards a door of burning magma underground, with magma splashing more than ten meters high.

She returned to the underground world.

"Wars are becoming more and more frequent." Ximu glanced at the battlefield at the end of his field of vision from afar, and saw that the combined army of humans and elves began to invade the dwarf territory like crazy, without caring about the losses and gains and losses at all.

However, considering the current situation of life and death, the beginning of food shortages, and the increasing severity of the cold, it is not difficult to understand why humans and elves want to invade the underground world.

Although humans and elves were not very interested in the underground world in the past, thinking that it was such a hot place not suitable for survival, and only dwarves who were obsessed with forging would live there for a long time, but now a snowstorm has come.

The situation has changed dramatically.

Due to its naturally hot environment, the underground world is more suitable for survival than the world above ground, which led to the elves and humans beginning to invade the underground world.

Shortly after.

In front of a blacksmith shop.

The mare stopped riding.

Ximu dismounted, holding the branch of the All-Knowing Tree in his hand, and walked quickly into the blacksmith shop, only to see a white-bearded dwarf lying on the ground with an exhausted look on his face, as if his body had been hollowed out, with dull and silent eyes staring at the ceiling.

It gives people a burning feeling.

"Is my armor strengthened, Master?" Ximu used the branch of the God of Omniscience in his hand to gently poke the motionless dwarf master on the ground.

In response, the Dwarf Master shuddered, sensing an instinctive danger from the voice coming from Akhtar.

But he quickly calmed down.

"It's been strengthened." He stood up on his knees and pointed at the Red Dragon Blood Armor placed in the corner. He couldn't help showing a little pride, "Now the Red Dragon Blood Armor can effectively resist even the attacks at the level of the demon realm."

"Can you block the attack of the Witch of Death?" Ximu touched the Red Dragon Blood Armor and asked jokingly, causing the dwarf master's expression to freeze. Then he looked at Akhtar with a look of "Are you kidding me?"

He was talking about resisting attacks from regular demon level, not the Witch of Death who even the gods cannot kill.

"Just kidding." Ximu inserted the branch of the Omniscient Tree in his hand into the ground and began to put on the Red Dragon Blood Armor.

The dwarf master's gaze also subconsciously fell on the trunk of the tree of all-knowing.

As a master forger who also possessed the ability to forge divine weapons, he could determine at a glance that this branch was extremely unusual.

Superior to any material he had ever seen.

"Um...what is this branch?" He rarely spoke on his own initiative, with a lot of speculations in his mind, and he also had a bold idea.

But he subconsciously extinguished it.

"Don't ask questions that you shouldn't ask." Ximu answered casually, then thought about it again, "Forget it, you'll know it sooner or later anyway."

Dwarf Master: “…”

If he was going to use that branch to forge a weapon, he would have to be told sooner or later, unless Akhtar could find another master forger to bully.

But he couldn't think of a forging master who was easier to bully than himself.

So Akhtar will tell himself sooner or later.

"It's the branch of the Tree of Omniscience." Ximu answered, and the atmosphere instantly became stagnant.

How on earth did this man get hold of material of this caliber?

The dwarf master opened his mouth. Unless the Witch of Death in her peak state tried to snatch it by force, it would be possible to cut off a branch of the Tree of Omniscience. Otherwise, no one could do such a thing by cutting off a branch of the Tree of Omniscience.

Not to mention the importance that the gods attach to the Tree of Omniscience, the size of the Tree of Omniscience itself is not something that ordinary people can cut down.

"Master, do you want to try making weapons with the branches of the All-Knowing Tree?" Ximu asked with a smile, leaving the dwarf master at a loss for how to answer.

But he soon reacted.

"It doesn't matter whether I want to or not." The dwarf master sighed, and replied without any forging master's demeanor, "What matters is whether you want to or not."

"It depends on what the teacher thinks." Ximu moved his body to confirm that the armor had no effect on his movements. Then he hooked his fingers around the bracelet on his wrist and gently pulled it.

Fate has taken a twist.

"Disciple, you did very well." A gentle female voice came. Ximu looked in the direction of the voice and saw that his teacher Hecate appeared beside him at some point. She picked up the branch of the Omniscient Tree that was stuck in the ground and gently stroked the tree trunk with her fingers.

"She really looks at you differently." Hecate chuckled, feeling proud that her apprentice was able to hook up with the Omniscient Saint and obtain the almost impossible-to-obtain branch of the Tree of Omniscience.

He is worthy of being her apprentice, being able to do things that she cannot do.

"As long as the teacher is satisfied." Ximu smiled, but did not get carried away by Hecate's praise. He calmly changed the subject and said:

"Teacher, what do you plan to do with the branches of the Tree of All-Knowing?"

"The Spear of Destiny." Hecate replied with a smile, her eyes fell on the dwarf master, and she handed over the branch of the All-Knowing Tree in her hand, "I gave you the design last time, and now you should be able to build it directly."

Dwarf Master: “…”

He remembered the last time Hecate asked him to create a specific weapon and gave him the design drawings. It turned out that it was a preparation for this moment.

There was silence.

"My lady witch, I haven't had a good rest yet." He pleaded with a humble tone, "With my current mental state, it is impossible for me to forge the Spear of Destiny."

"Then take a day off?" Hecate thought for a while and asked. The dwarf master felt desperate when he heard it. He was thinking whether he should fight with the Witch of Fate. This witch was really a bit inhuman, although witches were not considered human beings in the first place.

"One day of rest is too little." Ximu shook his head. The dwarf master next to him suddenly became excited and his body was trembling slightly.

He is worthy of being a hero praised by people, and he still has a conscience.

"Double it, and take two days off." Ximu made a suggestion, and the dwarf master's expression froze. He subconsciously reached out and grasped the hammer beside him, ready to hit this inhuman master and apprentice before he died.

"How about seven days?"

Ximu's change of tone discouraged the dwarf master, who was ready to fight to the death, and he loosened his grip on the hammer.

I think seven days is acceptable.

(End of this chapter)